(©David Cuny 1999)</p>

All things fail<br>
All things fade away<br>
All things fail<br>
That's just the way of the world</p>

I know<br>
the hand I play<br>
is from cards that I've been dealt<br>
And you know<br>
that the tears I cry<br>
come from pain that's deeply felt</p>

It's a cold, cold light of morning<br>
that steals the dreams of night<br>
and sweeps away my illusions<br>
in it's bright, unblinking light</p>

All things fail<br>
All things fade away<br>
All things fail<br>
That's just the way of the world </p>

I know<br>
that time's not on my side<br>
And you know<br>
that I lack the strength<br>
to stand against the tide</p>

The brave, bright new tomorrow<br>
now seems faded like the sun<br>
with the story that's unfinished<br>
and all our dreams all left undone</p>

And I do not hope to see it<br>
as dreams fade into the cold, harsh light of day<br>
No, I dare not hope to hope<br>
for I have seen my own hour pass away -</p>

All things fail<br>
All things fade away<br>
All things fail<br>
Well, that's just the way of the world</p>

The voices call from all about<br>
and are echoing this song<br>
But I hope that they are wrong;<br>
they sing:</p>

In the end - all things fail<br>
In the end - all hope fades<br>
Like all things of this world<br>
all good things are unmade</p>

With the road stretched into the distance<br>
in the harsh, new light of dawn<br>
but the road goes ever on</p>

All things fail<br>
All things fade away<br>
All things fail<br>
That's just the way of the world</p>

<b><u>Comments</b></u><br>
This is an unfinished work that has not yet been fully set to music.</p>